Different - An English Larry story

Chapter 7.

POV Louis

When Harry took the picture I look at him and I giggle. I see a Harry with fluffy red cheeks and I can't help it but my cheeks start to turn red as well. I love him.

' Harry?' Harry looks at me with asking eyes. ' Can we maybe go somewhere private.. To talk.. I have to explain you a lot.. ' ' Erm, sure.. ' Harry says. There is so much he doesn't know yet.. ' I have school now so maybe after school? ' Harry asks and I nod. Harry walks away but I takes his wrist, ' Wait. ' I say and I plant my lips on his. ' I love you, Harry. ' Harry smiles kisses back and walks away back to his class. Why didn't he said I love you back? What if I'm making a mistake?

I'm sitting at a little bench in the butterfly town. I'm thinking of when Harry and I got into a fight here, would he come back?.. Maybe he doesn't even care about me, who would.. I'm waiting for Harry and I look at the big clock in the centre of the park. 4.15 pm.. I'm tired and I lay down at the bench looking up at the sky. I feel how my eyes are slowly falling down...

' Mhh.. ' I mumble. I feel how a hand is slowly stroking my hair. ' Mhh.. ' I groan again. I feel lips settled down at my forhead. ' Lou' Harry whispers. I wink with my eyes and I slowly open them and I see that I'm laying at Harry's lap. I get up fast.' I-I'm sorry! I fell asleep. I'm so sor...' Harry sets his finger at my lips.

' Sssh Lou, it was cute. ' Harry smiles and I blush. Harry giggles ' I was tired. ' ' I'm too. ' Harry says and he yawns. ' Anyway, you wanted to tell me something? ' ' Yes.' I nod.

' I want to say sorry. I behaved myself as a dickhead and you are amazing and you don't deserve someone like me. You are too good for me H... I'm more different as you think. ' I say and I feel the tears burning behind my eyes. I stand up but Harry pulls me back down.

' Louis. I know you are different. But I love the way you are different. ' Harry says and a tear rolls down over my cheek and I shake my head. ' I'm not the one you think I am, Harry.. ' I whisper.

' Explain me who you really are then. ' Harry says and I shake my head. ' Why not? ' says Harry while he rubs my knee.

' Because if I tell you I'm scared that you wouldn't care about me anymore.. No one does.. ' I look down and Harry puts his finger under my chin and lifts it up.

' Tell me. ' he whispers.

I sigh and I begin to tell: ' My Dad and Mum were divorced and a few years later my Mum had a terrible car crash. She didn't survived.. My Dad didn't wanted me anymore so I had to live here in the park.. I was stealing, doing drugs, smoking, drinking loads. And I never saw my sisters again... ' I sigh and look down.

' I'm bad Harry, I don't deserve someone like you.' I whisper. ' Lou.. ' Harry whispers and I look up with my eyes, I see Harry is crying and the tears are rolling down my face as well.

' I will never don't care about you, Louis. Never. And maybe I can help you stop with all those things. You are Different, I am Different, everyone is Different. I love you Louis, for who you are now, tomorrow, in 2 years, always. ' Harry says with a broken voice. '

' Maybe.. And I love you too, Harry but I just don't want to hurt you. ' ' I've been hurted more, Lou. Don't worry. ' Harry says and I nod.

Harry opens his arms and I sit closer to him and rests my head on his chest while cuddeling him. Harry rubs my back and I listen to his heart beat. ' Lou? ' ' Mhh?' I mumble sleepy. ' I love you. ' ' I love you too, Harry. ' I say and smile.

Harry slides with his hand through my hair down to my back ' Mhh. ' I groan and close my eyes.

I love him so much.. No one ever cared about me like this.. No one.. Harry who rubs my back is the best feeling in the world. Apart from his kisses though, they feel like heaven.